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WILLIAM BLAKE QUOTES
William Blake (1757-1827)
English poet, painter, and mystic
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The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.
WILLIAM BLAKE, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
- I was angry with my friend:
- I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
- I was angry with my foe:
- I told it not, my wrath did grow.
WILLIAM BLAKE, Songs of Experience
Death is terrible, tho' borne on angels' wings!
WILLIAM BLAKE, King Edward the Third
- A truth that's told with bad intent
- Beats all the lies you can invent.
WILLIAM BLAKE, Auguries of Innocence
- Abstinence sows sand all over
- The ruddy limbs and flaming hair,
- But Desire gratified
- Plants fruits of life and beauty there.
WILLIAM BLAKE, Gnomic Verses
A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.
WILLIAM BLAKE, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
- Father, O father! what do we here
- In this land of unbelief and fear?
- The Land of Dreams is better far,
- Above the light of the morning star.
WILLIAM BLAKE, The Land of Dreams
Prisons are built with stones of Law, brothels with bricks of Religion.
WILLIAM BLAKE, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.
WILLIAM BLAKE, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
What is now proved was once only imagined.
WILLIAM BLAKE, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
It is not because angels are holier than men or devils that makes them angels, but because they do not expect holiness from one another, but from God only.
WILLIAM BLAKE, A Vision of the Last Judgment
- Where lambs have nibbled, silent moves
- The feet of angels bright;
- Unseen they pour blessing,
- And joy without ceasing,
- On each bud and blossom,
- And each sleeping bosom.
Art can never exist without Naked beauty display'd.
WILLIAM BLAKE, on his etching of the Laocoön
- What is it men in women to require?
- The lineaments of gratified desire.
- What is it women do in men require?
- The lineaments of gratified desire.
WILLIAM BLAKE, Gnomic Verses
- Love seeketh not itself to please,
- Nor for itself hath any care,
- But for another gives its ease,
- And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.
WILLIAM BLAKE, Songs of Experience
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